Just switched on my other phone, first time after more than a week. Found your message where u were telling me that you would be fucking late. Your words.
September 10, 2008
stairs
He was running. Same route, higher speed. Heartrate beyond 170, beats almost a single sound. Wind and blood fighting in his ears for dominance. The heat of the day had a hold only in singular still sunny spots along the track. Mostly, the air had a wet coolness. Felt like running through a [...]
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September 10, 2008
making love to myself (09-10, 01:21)
Love you.Madly.Making love to myself keeping your face in mind.You are my man